#odyzeuseidon

Shortly after finding out he is pregonat, our tired ol’ King Of Ithaca, along with a much more put together but still slow Penelope, would be woken up in the middle of the night by the two ‘other fathers’ clashing outside, bickering over who is the actual father of said twins hsgfbffgfg

after some tense negotiation with the two brothers to at least wait till’ morning (“proper morning Lord Zeus, not just getting Helios to come out early than usual -Penelope, done w/ these bitches shit), Apollo is begrudgingly called down to do a check up, to which it is revealed that the lil’ ones are of two different sire’s.

Poseidon is way to possessive.

Zeus is sulking.

Penelope dearly wishes to understand why interactions with immortals are always like this.

Odysseus may have thrown up.

Telemachus is surprisingly cool with all of this for some ungodly reason.

Apollo is exasperated.

(Ares is trying not to chuckle from where he is spying on them)

(away up in the sky, Hermes has felt something happen & has the biggest confused but giddy grin on their face :D)

WARNING: spicy at the beginning 🔞🔞🔞

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during Six Hundred Strikes, it turns freaky at the end AKA Odysseus rides Poseidon like a horse. Everything else after that goes the same, w/ Ody’ returning home and reuniting with his family, Happily Ever After.

uhhhhh, except, a few days after reclaiming his title of King, Odysseus is visited by Zeus, who’s become intrigued by this Mortal and all he’s survived + surprisingly unashamed at wanting a piece of the action after witnessing the embarrassed stiff state The King got his brother into,,,, so obviously, like most encounters w/ Zeus, it results in them going at it in a forest of Ithaca, before Zeus f’s off after said good fuck 👍. Intending to come back 4 more, bc he will now suffer from the Crippling Obsession of Mortals >:}

After a long & agonising recovery, Poseidon storms up to Ithaca, absolutely enraged about what has happened. That Piece of Shit of a Mortal daring to Power Bottom him after using his own fucking weapon to fucking mutilate him, THEN LETTING HIMSELF BE CLAIMED BY HIS BROTHER!???!?!!!! This will NOT stand.

But as he emerges from the sea’s depths to drown the island along with its wretched king, Poseidon stills because. Because- the inhabitants are gone. Ithaca had been abandoned, stripped of all it’s valuables and left behind,,,

including the island itself .

You could hear the grass swaying in that silence.

Poseidon was going to fucking break that bastard. Lmao in more ways than ooooooone haha new side 2 obsession awwwwakeeeeeeeeeened—

iiiiiiiif— he could find him first :).

Him & the entire fucking population of Ithaca.

Cut to eight years of bafflement on what has transpired, confusion on where everyone could of possibly gone, intense wrestling w/ obsessive n certain feelings towards this fucking Wiley Guy, more confusion as The Ocean, Land & even the bloody Underworld are practically ripped apart to try and find where the fuck The Population of Ithaca could of gone off to.

Normally, The Gods never rlly cared about such an obsessive search, but when an entire fucking society just. Disappears out of nowhere. With absolutely no warning, explanation or any trace of what happened. You start to become very keen to involve urself with such a noticeable event.

For eight years this went on, Humanity also becoming keenly aware of the shift in atmosphere that surrounded The Gods, how they have become Extremely Restless and more Physically Present.

It’s an adjustment, but they get used to it.

Once, seeing Zeus steadily zip across The Sky in a humanoid form, swirling clouds & crackling electricity shifting around his Divine Body would of been a breathtaking sight, telling of something important was happening,,,, now. To be blunt, not many care anymore beyond respectful prayers.

Eight years of tension, worry + some existential retrospect, and then finally.

Poseidon isn’t sure how exactly he found them, maybe The Fates had finally decided to let up on this oh so cruel trickery, or maybe it was The King Himself who weaved this Mysterious Illusion that hid His People, letting it fall down for whatever reason…

But there they were,,, a fleet of strangely designed ships, gently bobbing along the waves, trusting The Winds fully with their aimless course,,,

The Ships were like homes, a neighbourhood, the sounds of day to day lives flowing through the air, merged with the shouts and commands of maintaining the strange Floating Homes,,,

There were platforms of various sizes connecting some of The Ships, complex looking, with people on them, doing various things that were lost to The Sea God,,,

For his gaze had zeroed in on a platform near the very back, certain sounds of two children playing having caught his attention,,,

His Divine Sight found the little forms of the children, most likely twins, and he felt their squeals of excitement roar over the breeze and the sounds of everything else as he gazed upon them,,,

It seemed his ‘encounter’ with Odysseus had not been without consequences. Nor had his brother’s, bitter as it was to think

Yes, he knew who they were almost right away. Youngest Heirs of Ithaca, Twin Children of King Odysseus, Demigod Children.

One, a boy, ran around the wooden surface, shrieking happily as he chased his sibling, hair a ruffled mess of curly, spiky and jagged all at the same time, a smile, big and potentially insufferable spread across his face…

The other, a girl, also giggled loudly as she sped away from her brother, both of them running around in a never ending circle, teeth sharp and grinning wide, bright blue eyes focused on the boy, watching gleefully as he pursued her yet never managed to catch up.

There they were, his children.

why not claim Both of them as his ? all that matters is that they were the King’s…

Yet, when he went to converse with them and as they stared up at him with big eyes, watching like stunned canine pups— as he explained who he was to them, laughter filled the air,,,,,

“You’re not our father!”

“Our father is called Odysseus!”

“And our mama is Queen Penelope !”

What. No, they’re his, are they blįnd ?—

n I don’t mean tagged separately, AKA Poseidon/Odysseus & Zeus/Odysseus, no, I mean Poseidon/Odysseus/Zeus.

srs where the threesome smashin’ fics all at 😭😭😭 there’s literally only TWO WORKS ON AO3 LIKE-??????!?!!!!!??????😭😭😭😭😭

No, guys, Guys seriously, BELIVE me when I say I need to read more stuff about these three:

1#: fucking aggressively (& Ody’ getting sandwiched)

2#: fucking around, homoerotic fights & hateful tension style (AKA typical God(s)-and-Mortal shenanigans which may include kidnapping, murder, tragedy, complex + shitty feelings n emotions, Death, lots pride + arrogance/ignorance on the God(s) part (& also prob Odysseus bc come on,,), onesided feelings, brutality against Mortal(s), Immortals somewhat trying to rap theirs brains around the views, opinions + generally jst how that Mortal sees n feels about the world around em’ & more-)

3#: fucking aggressively but Odysseus somehow takes charge (blame my fucked up thoughts of the Vengeance Sage for this one 😋👍👍)

4#: dealing w/ each others insufferable personalities (and families oh ho ho, dont get me STARTED on the potential tomfuckery to be had that that heffsaas >:))) (lol I would O.O.C so many characters for my crack-treated-(sometimes)seriously thoughts :”))

Anniflamma started dis, I’m going to (try) and make it bigger >>>:3

Ody’ being confused by aftercare.

the two Gods cooing and praising The King as they make him unravel.

Odysseus waking up to being sandwiched between two big warm bodies, all snuggled up with the addition of Divinely soft blankets.

more murmurs of praise post-intimacy that have The Ithacan King blushing like a school girl.

oh cool

WAIT WHAT